Somehow...
I think it hurts me more than it does you.
It seems to matter more to me than it does to you.
I can't get you out of my mind anymore.
I can't sleep properly
I keep anticipating you reaching out to me.
I keep waiting for a sign that nothing has changed....
I know that is not true.
I wish you were interested
I am becoming too engrossed thinking about you
I shouldn't be.
... I wish I knew just what you are thinking. How you are feeling.
I miss you more than I thought I would.
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